888: C888 The Strength of both Sides

C888 The Strength of both Sides

There weren't any accidents on the way to the high-speed rail. It had always been normal, with no evil sect disciples watching. There were no gazes of admiration from the people of Martial Arts World, nor were there any overlords of the high-speed rail. Everything was very quiet.

Ye Ziheng had been squinting his eyes for two hours on the train. He was resting with his eyes closed. His luck was quite good, and everyone was very quiet. There was no noise. He quietly leaned against the chair. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.

He himself was not sure how long it had been since he had enjoyed this kind of quiet where he did not need to think about anything.

...

Two hours later, the train arrived at the station. Ye Ziheng had just gotten off the train when a few disciples immediately came over.

"Senior brother."

Those disciples shouted at him in unison.

Ye Ziheng nodded.

"How's the situation with Heretic Warrior?"

"They have been gathering for the past two days. There are already 3000 of them. I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

Ye Ziheng could not help but be stunned when he heard that.

More than 3000 people! This was not a small number. To fight with so many evil sect disciples was really not an easy matter.

"How many people do we have?"

Ye Ziheng asked again.

"The five big sects together have 2000 disciples, and the local Martial Artist Association has 600 warriors."

"The other sects have also placed people here?"

Ye Ziheng asked.

"En, and Master has already discussed with the other sect leaders about this operation. If not for senior brother, the command of 2,600 people would be in your hands."

When Ye Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

2,600 people in command. This Qin Feng really thought highly of him. But it's fine. Since he thought highly of me, I can't let him down.

"Heretic Warrior's position, martial artist cultivation, and our martial artist cultivation statistics, give me a specific information."

The disciple nodded after hearing this. He looked at another disciple beside him and the disciple took out a tablet and handed it to Ye Ziheng.

"This contains all the information you want."

Ye Ziheng opened the tablet and looked at it. Then, a detailed information appeared in his hand.

Heretic Warrior: 3100 ~ 3200

Martial artist cultivation: between Rank-1 and Rank-7.

Specific location: Bai Xing Hotel, which hotel, Sha Sha Hotel...

The meeting place: East River City

Areas of gathering: After 10 o'clock every night Around 12 o'clock.

Ye Ziheng then opened up the information on their side. It seemed to be much more detailed than Heretic Warrior's.

Total number of martial artists: 2600 people0

Cultivation: Rank-1: about 900 people, Rank-2: about 750 people, Rank-3: about 400 people, Rank-4: about 300 people, Rank-5: 140 people, Rank-6: 80 people, Rank-7: 30 people.

The staff did a good job explaining this. However, when Ye Ziheng saw that there were more than 1,600 people who were not even Rank-3, he could not help but feel a headache coming on.

What were these sects and martial arts associations looking for these people for? In a battlefield like this, cultivators below Rank-3 were simply courting death. If they were to engage in close quarters combat, the deaths of these people would be huge. It was a complete waste of martial artists' resources. It did not seem like they were going to fight at all.

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